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Sunday, October 22, 2006

The Psychic Son

TK used to stop playing and look toward the telephone before it would even ring. His Father started to ask him who was calling before he answered the phone, and the child always knew.

I've read that this isn't totally unusual in a lot of young children. But when we tried to learn if it was possible to encourage him in ways that would help develop the ability without his outgrowing it, we couldn't find anything to help.

The Sunday paper was running a regular feature to test psychic abilities. It was a game that W enjoyed each week with his son. Each week he went through that test and TK always surprised us with his accuracy. But it was still the kind of thing, back then, you'd rather keep in the family, and we didn't talk about it with others.

Till the evening it wasn't our secret anymore. It was Eucher night and our turn to host our friends. Each month the host served refreshments, so the others didn't usually bring anything. TK was about 4 years old. He ran to the door to meet one of our guests with the words, "Can I have a peanut butter cookie?" (Of course it was spoken clearly but as a child would pronounce the words.) Diana was just coming up the steps and she stopped dead in her tracks with an amazed look on her face. She was carrying a tupperware container and I had to ask if it really contained peanut butter cookies. She came on in just asking how he knew. That night there were games to test TK as well as card games. But, TK quickly became bored with the adults and just wanted to play with the other kids. He wouldn't be forced into entertaining anyone. JT would have loved the attention, but TK couldn't be bothered.

It was so easy for him, when he wanted to do it. But, other then telling us just before someone phoned or came to visit, he didn't seem interested in telling us very much else. Unless it caught the attention of a small boy...such as the cookies.

Despite the Sunday paper tests that he seemed to enjoy as a game with his Father, gradually TK just seemed to lose interest. Any ability he retained as he grew, became his own secret and not something he wanted his family showing off to friends.

Now that Psychics are showing up more and more on T.V. and in the news, I can't help wondering why some children have and keep the talent, and others either lose or choose to hide it. Why does it slide away from some and become all important for others? It's obvious that for some it's so important that they fake it. But, my experience with a small boy, convinces me that for some, it's real.

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